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Post by Mr ~Traptz~ on Aug 26, 2008 0:59:20 GMT -5
Nazi Punks Fuck Off - Dead Kennedys
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Post by zhugeliang on Aug 26, 2008 4:26:28 GMT -5
Kayne West - Homecoming
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Post by Wei Yan on Aug 26, 2008 10:02:41 GMT -5
My Guardian Angel - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
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Post by Kyle on Aug 26, 2008 17:41:50 GMT -5
Little Things -- Bush
I bleach the sky every night loaded on wrong and further from right spinning around two howling moons cos there always there whatever I do
the river is loaded I've been there today tool it some questions she does me again I'd die in your arms if you were dead too here comes a lie we will always be true
going up when coming down scratch away it's the little things that kill tearing at my brains again the little things that kill the little things that kill
bigger you give bigger you get we're boss at denial but our best at forget cupboard is empty we really need food summer is winter and you always knew
going up when coming down scratch away
I touch you mouth my willy is food addicted to love I'm addicted to you shit I kill you once I kill you again we're starving and crude welcome my friends to
the little things that kill
Totally my favorite Bush song.
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Post by Sun Bofu on Aug 26, 2008 17:45:40 GMT -5
Foo Fighters's Album: Colour and the Shape Currently listening to their special edition one, so I have the special extra songs on, pretty cool, even if you can understand why they wern't included on the main albums
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Post by Kyle on Aug 27, 2008 9:52:30 GMT -5
King of Carrot Flowers Part One -- Neutral Milk Hotel
When you were young You were the king of carrot flowers And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees In holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet
And your mom would stick a fork right into daddy's shoulder And dad would throw the garbage all across the floor As we would lay and learn what each other's bodies were for
And this is the room One afternoon I knew I could love you And from above you how I sank into your soul Into that secret place where no one dares to go
And your mom would drink until she was no longer speaking And dad would dream of all the different ways to die Each one a little more than he could dare to try
King of Carrot Flowers Parts Two & Three -- Neutral Milk Hotel
I love you, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ, I love you Yes, I do
I love you, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ, I love you Yes, I do And on the lazy days The dogs dissolve and drain away The world it goes And always waits The day we are awaiting
Up and over we go Through the wave and undertow I will float until I learn how to swim Inside my mother in a garbage bin Until I find myself again, again Oh
Up and over we go Mouths open wide and spitting snow And I will spit until I learn how to speak Up through the doorway as the sideboards creek With them ever proclaiming me, me Oh
Up and over we go The weight it sits on down and I don't know I will shout until they know what I mean I mean the marriage of a dead dog sing And a synthetic flying machine, machine Okay
Great songs, in fact part two is the only song about Jesus that is, well, good.
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Post by Xiaoli Qing on Aug 27, 2008 17:26:18 GMT -5
Do The Panic by Phantom Planet
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Post by Mr ~Traptz~ on Aug 27, 2008 19:55:12 GMT -5
Runes To My Memory - Amon Amarth
We hold the rivers of the eastern trail Deep in the land of the Rus Following the wind in our sails And the rythm of the oars No shelter in this hostile land Constantly on guard Ready to fight and defend, our ship to bitter end
We came under attack I received a deadly wound A spear was forced into my back Still I fought on
When I am dead, lay me in a mound Raise a stone for all to see Runes come to my memory!
Here I lie on the river bank A long long way from home Life is pouring out of me Soon I will be gone I tilt my head, to the side And think of those back home I see the river rushing by The blood runs from my wound
Here I lie, on wet sand I will not make it home I clench my sword in my hand Say farewell to those I love
When I am dead, lay me in a mound Place my weapons by my side For the journey to hall up high
When I am dead, lay me in a mound Raise a stone for all to see Runes come to my memory! To my memory
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Post by Mr Nor on Aug 31, 2008 11:23:12 GMT -5
Various INcubus Songs, my stuff.
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Post by Wei Yan on Aug 31, 2008 12:31:05 GMT -5
Aenema - Tool
"Fuck all you gun toteing hip gangster wanna-be's!"
I love that part!
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Post by Mr Nor on Aug 31, 2008 12:37:02 GMT -5
When the shit jumps off... what the fuck you gun do?
Damn, it Feels Good to be a Gangsta- Geto boys
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Post by Kyle on Aug 31, 2008 16:36:43 GMT -5
All These Things That I Have Done -- The Killers
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Post by Kyle on Sept 7, 2008 1:04:57 GMT -5
Glamorous Indie Rock and Roll -- The Killers
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Post by Mr Jiang Wei on Sept 7, 2008 1:14:57 GMT -5
Kyle, my Pamplemousse, you bring out the best in me:
King Missile - Detachable Penis
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Post by zhugeliang on Sept 7, 2008 1:24:48 GMT -5
Saving Grace - Pete Murray
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